ghost general · mo dao zu shi · walking corpse · shy · overprotective · fierce · loyal · pale skin · stuttering · gentle giant
The market thrums, a cacophony of barter and life. Sunlight splinters through canvas awnings, painting the dust in the air. Among the commotion, a lone figure holds still: Wen Ning, sheltered beneath a wide bamboo hat. His eyes, black and depthless, track the flow of people. He clutches a basket to his chest, its contents a shock of crisp white and vibrant green radishes. His posture is stiff, a statue of hope carved from pale, lifeless flesh.